The Pevensie brothers had their own reputation as uninvolved but ultimately, good students and classmates. The Pevensie sisters, though, were a completely different ballgame.
Susan was a bright young woman, always the first to raise her hand in class or offer an answer in a discussion. Her teachers loved her, as did her classmates. There were comparisons drawn between her and her brothers, where they found it hard to believe that they were related because their demeanours were just so different.
There were some similarities, though. As with Peter, if there was a 'leader' of her friend group, it would undoubtedly be her. She didn't discriminate in who her friends were and showed equal kindness to all her classmates, and anyone she interacted with. She was the prefect in her year and was set to become the Head Girl when she was old enough. Susan seemed unflappable, and nothing could shock her.
Susan treated everyone equally; she was the diplomatic sibling out of them all. Her friend group was large, and it might be easy to pick out who she wasn't friends with rather than single out her friends. She was hanging on to old habits when she acted friendly to everyone she came across. She felt disingenuous sometimes because she was used to making friends with those she met for the good of her kingdom, not to truly be friends with them. It helped her to separate how she would act there and how she acted back in England.
In England, she was friendly, bubbly and extroverted. Someone who was the kind of person who made others want to be friends with them. She was daring enough to be adventurous and innocent enough to be someone who everyone's parents approved of. Her classmates could easily say that they were going out with Susan and their parents would happily send them out the door with a 'have a nice time, darling!'
There she was one of the highest authorities in the kingdom. She demanded a certain respect and wouldn't tolerate not receiving it. Susan wasn't arrogant, just excruciatingly aware of all the proper manners that she should display and that should be demonstrated in kind. It was the kind of thing that the others had never really had to deal with. She was regal and powerful, and she showed it. She was Gentle but didn't offer mercy when someone didn't deserve it.
She was characterised by her gentleness with everyone and seemed to have an innate ability to know when someone wasn't quite feeling themself, or if they were down. The students were told that they could talk to their prefects in their year if they were having difficulties with anything, but a large number of them would skip over their prefects to go to Susan instead.
The teachers had, at first, thought it was so sweet that when she had gone into year eight that she'd looked after the younger year who would, understandably, be struggling with their first year in secondary school. They'd joked that she'd end up with them imprinting on her like ducklings, and they weren't wrong. By the time the start of the next year rolled around, it was expected that she'd do the same - because that was just who Susan was. It wasn't expected of her because of some duty or responsibility the school had put on her, but the head of the year was certainly grateful, as it meant less work for her.
It was odd for her to not have to consider how to gain loyalties from so and so and their family, but looking at the students that were so young, it was easy to distance herself from the life she'd once lived. Now she was concerned with whether they liked their teachers, and if any of them were being bullied or struggling with their work, that they weren't getting lost.
It was easy to lose herself in the rhythm of caring for others and their needs, but she made sure to spend plenty of time looking after herself too, even if that came in the form of red lipstick and flirting with older (younger) boys over bottles of wine unknowingly borrowed from parents.
As with Peter, Susan was seen at her best when she was with her siblings. She was closer to Lucy than her brothers, but that was to be expected. Susan made sure that Lucy knew that she could rely on Susan for anything - it had been a given there, but Susan wanted her to know it was the same in England and would be the same anywhere.
Lucy was somehow the strangest and most normal of the four. She was intense and wild in everything that she did. She was intensely happy at the best of times, and equally intensely sad. She was grieving something, that much was obvious, but almost no one knew what. If any one of the four siblings were to rebel in the traditional way of staying out too late with friends or going where she knows she's not allowed, it would be Lucy.
Lucy was hard to describe, and her teachers certainly tried hard. Those that had taught her before nodded knowingly when others would find themselves wordless in the search for the right description of her, as those that hadn't taught her wanted to know all about the youngest Pevensie.
It was, perhaps, easier for the teachers to describe her work rather than her personality. They would exclaim that her work was impeccable and that she showed an interest in science, and English, especially when studying poetry. Although her teachers had noticed that she didn't quite have the same attitude as her brothers, academically, she didn't have the same attitude as her sister, either. She was somewhere in the middle.
There were times where she was so quiet and still in lessons that it would seem like she wasn't there at all; just an empty seat where she should be. Equally, there were lessons where she would dominate the discussions and eagerly make notes and seem to drink up the lesson. She'd often be found in the library, reading anatomy books that were seemingly far too advanced for her age, and when questioned about it would look blank and say that she was going to be a doctor, as if it was an obvious thing to know about her.
The teachers wouldn't have known unless they had been told, but to her friends and family, it was a given. To her siblings it couldn't be clearer - she had thrived as a healer in Narnia, and they were certain that she would continue to thrive in her chosen career in England. Her parents thought that she was sending herself into an admirable career, and assumed that it must have been hearing about the war at the Professor's that has triggered her career choice. It was unusual at first; before she'd been to the Professor's house, she'd never once mentioned being a doctor or anything about going into the medical discipline.
Her friends knew that about her because it was a true passion of hers. Lucy had almost made it a point to befriend the outcasts and the unsure students. She was steady in the way that they needed and was brave enough to stand up to the people who dared to tell her who she should or shouldn't be friends with. She was a bit like Edmund in that regard, as neither of them would stand for bullying and both sought out those who were unwanted.
Lucy was wild in a way that none of her siblings were. It wasn't her behaviour or that she was a rebellious child who was hanging out with the wrong crowd or completely off the rails. She was wild in a way that gave her complete freedom and a feeling of peace came from within her because of it. She was wild in the way nature was and embraced nature the same way that she embraced her family and friends.
Susan and Lucy were like their brothers in that they both had some notoriety in the school. Susan was a social butterfly, utterly and completely. She was happy and understanding and empathetic to those in every situation. Lucy was known as being open and loving, if not mercurial at times, but free in a way that no one could ever take from her.
